Gatlin, Day 1--8:30 am
Puppets, they were. He tugged on their emotions and they swooned; the girls melted under his touch. "And girls, I do do more than ride dinosaurs." Gatlin grinned and turned his gaze, catching a curvy red hourglass gliding out from a house a few yards back.
It wasn't rude to him. Just a way to flatter her.
So that's what he did, that hot-headed Gatlin; he cat-called her.
Within the two second span between the initial sound coming from his narrow lips and the raging Toro rushing at him, Gatlin assumed that the hourglass had been previously claimed.
Turning his gaze swiftly, he grinned, noting the oncomer as Paul-- the respected and trusted leader. It didn't take much, really. Just a whisper.
"You know... These followers you have like you best for your honesty and integrity, Polly." Gatlin smirked and tossed an empty water bottle at Paul's feet after watching the nerves tighten in his face.
"Take care, ladies." The puppets melted accordingly.
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